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[See Doctor. See Doctor run. See Doctor run ~~half-naked~~ on the Plane. Actually he is sort of half-naked, considering his purple jumper is torn nearly to shreds, and his signature leather jacket is nowhere to be seen. Basically, he looks like he got clawed by a large, angry animal. Which he quite possibly has been, if the long, bloody scratch marks are any indication. He stops when he realises he managed to escape (for now), laughing to himself and shaking his head.] Now that's what I call convenient. I ought to try this more often.

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I don't think it matters how long - [and his eyes get really wide; stupidly, the word that parts his lips is] ...Apple?

[laughs] Like I said, roughly five billion years. Dating techniques get a bit different when you've got all those 0's to deal with.

What does apple mean? [pause; sheepishly] I should probably be asking about the end of the world.

[hell if I know what the "apple" means, fff] Oh it's not so bad, really. The lot of you are so worked up about how you'll be wiped out that you never stop to imagine the impossible. You survive. The world is a different story - sun expands, eventually.

[see how we gave you an out there] Some things really are inevitable, I suppose. The people...they all left, then?

[that was lovely ty! The Doctor nods, smiling] Yep, everyone left. Off to explore other planets, build new civilisations, and...well. Do what humans do best. [grins]

[darkly] Fight each other? [his eyes widen, and he shakes his head] Sorry.

[have a sympathetic smile, Remus] Well, yes, that never seems to stop. But no, I was going to say dance.

...Dance?

I haven't done much of that.

No? [and he smirks a bit, in a "maybe this is an invitation" sort of way] You ought to. They've got a ballroom here and everything.

But I was actually implying a metaphor...humans are very good at surviving because they're good at well...branching out. So many species, so little time. [chuckles] Lots of interbreeding between them going on, especially by...oh, the 51st century.

...Oh. [awkward expression ahoy] Er. That makes sense.

[grins] 'Course it does. [pause] You alright?

Mmm. [his brow furrows] So humans are genetically compatible with a bunch of different races?

Yep! There's a whole universe full of different species out there, y'know. Look at me, I'm half-human on my mother's side. [winks]

...You are?

Wouldn't have said it if I wasn't, would I?

[wry smile] I don't know yet.

[shrugs] Suppose you haven't really got a reason to trust me. 'Course, I'm generally not too trusting myself. Haven't really got anybody in my own universe that knows half the things I've told you.

Well, you may be lying, or teasing, or obfuscating - hard to know, so far. [slight nod] We can't use such information against each other, not in the way people in our worlds can. It's safer to be honest here. [looks thoughtful, and a bit wistful] People seem a bit more - open-minded, too, by and large.

[nods too] It's definitely a different sort of environment. Normally, I wouldn't even be mentioning I was a Time Lord. [and now it's his turn for a wry smile] Not that most would have any idea what a Time Lord was. Or they'd consider them a myth.

Time Lords are reclusive too, then?

[nods] They were, yeah. Had a strict non-interference policy. Well, sort of. [dryly] They'd call back renegades like me if they actually needed someone to interfere.

[shakes his head] I wish I could say I was shocked.

[sighs] Nobody ever learns, do they? Doesn't do anyone any good if you've got all this power, and all you do is lock yourselves away from the universe with it.

[earnest nod] We could do so much good for the Muggle world, and we could learn a lot from them, too, but.. [frustrated sigh]